The 99th Divorce

Su Qianci looked at him a bit silly, like a puppet.

Li Sicheng frowned and wondered if she was stupid. The person in front of him suddenly stretched out a hand and touched him in the face.

The cool touch, delicate and smooth skin, and delicate facial features are in front of her.

So real, so close ...

it is true……

She is not dreaming.

This is really Li Sicheng!

But doesn't he hate himself?

Isn't he very disgusting himself?

why……

Su Qianci was stunned, reaching out to touch his lower abdomen subconsciously.

Li Sicheng saw her little movement, frowning at her eyebrow, "Who told you?"

Do n’t tell her not to say yes?

Who has such a big mouth!

"Drink water!" Li Sicheng sat down beside the bed, supporting her tone of voice.

Su Qianci took warm water and took two sips, but his heart shook more and more.

The acid was terrible and the pain was terrible.

The tears fell like a gland.

Li Sicheng took the cup in her hand and took her into her arms.

At the moment she leaned over, Li Sicheng clearly felt her heart, something was quietly tightening, quietly expanding ...

Su Qianci still couldn't hold back, crying on his chest, his shoulders were trembling, his hands were already on his shoulders, holding him tight.

"Child, our child, gone ..."

Heart suffocated, Li Sicheng hugged her arm, tightening more and more.

Gently patted her back and whispered: "Don't cry, we are still young, we can have more."

Su Qianci heard this and cried even more.

It ’s true that they are young, but it ’s impossible to have it again, and never again ...

He hates himself so much, how could he have children with himself?

He couldn't wait to stay away from him, so he could fly with Tang Mengying!

But at this moment, she really wanted to believe.

Believe that he really embraced himself, not the illusion of reluctance to comfort himself.

She pretended to believe that he did not hate himself.

Just like that, let time stay at this moment.

Li Sicheng lightly patted her back, her heart cluttered.

"do not Cry."

Su Qianci couldn't hold the tears, but the cry was suppressed, and raised his eyes to look at his beautiful and unforged side face.

Li Sicheng also looked down at her with a low voice, and his voice was cold, "It won't look good if you cry again. Look at your swollen eyes."

"You said I was pretty?" Su Qianci was a little stunned, dumbfounded.

Seeing that she really didn't cry, Li Sicheng's mood slightly relaxed and nodded: "Well."

Su Qianci felt like he had seen a ghost, and looked at him.

He has never said that he is good-looking. One of her most praised words is probably "ugly and strange."

Was she dreaming?

There was no light in the dim surroundings.

Sure enough, the touch is real, and now it is just a dream.

She actually ... would be naive to think that Li Sicheng is really, really he.

There was a bit of regret in my heart.

But, since it is a dream, is she able to do what she has always wanted to do but dare not do it?

Su Qianci hugged his waist and shouted, "Li Sicheng."

"Ok?"

Su Qianci raised his head, his other hand caught his head and pressed down towards himself.

Under Li Sicheng's unbelievable gaze, the lips kissed his lips.